The prosperity of love
You said you were a flower floating in the world.
My tired wanderer is crazy enough to take you away.
You stopped me with a lie that conveyed words and rhythms.
The green trees and red flowers outside the window have been blooming desperately all summer.
When will the flying wing come to gather in prosperity?
Lonely enough to remove all the red clothes.
Finish the last summer of twenty.
Stop at a myth, you always praise my genius.
Lies that have encouraged me to be my own audience for years.
Move to another city and ignore my concern for you.
When exploring the road, I will also say something to strangers.
But I can't get away with it because of you.
It turns out that love has to work hard to realize how great it is.
At that time, I had drifted to the end of the world.
Recalling the angry words at the beginning, I regret it.
After a rain, a rainbow appeared on the vast sea.
I swore that I would love her even if I was silent for a lifetime.
You are a flower that blooms in my soul world and never fades.